A young woman at church accepted an invite for tea at my house. We had four different ones a couple of weeks ago and she really liked them. I found out she is on a sugar restricted diet and immediately thought of this tea for her, so I bought a tin, invited her to supper and gave it to her last night.
This is exactly the same as Hot Cinnamon Spice, just a different tin. I figured sachets would be an easy way for her to start, but she tried it and says she is definitely ordering some loose leaf because she loves it!
This tea is SO sweet that it is hard to believe there is no sugar or sweetener of any kind in it. I even called the company to be sure because a couple of guests over the years have sworn there had to be sugar in it! The secret is the blend of three different types of cinnamon.
This tastes just like those Red Hots candies to me. The aroma is POWERFUL. As in, peel paint off powerful. It is so strong that I sometimes mixed it half and half with a plain black tea to tone it down, but true Red Hots lovers like it just as it is!
I am excited to have a new tea padawan!
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A coworker has just discovered it as well and has kindly been sharing this week! Red Hots is precisely how I describe it. (Did your grandma ever melt them down and cook sliced apples in them?)
I doubt it! My father’s mom died when I was nine and in their extreme poverty – having raised ten children in a two bedroom house – I expect she cooked only absolute necessities! And my mother was from an orphanage so….Did yours make that? Oh, for happy grandparent memories! That would be so wonderful!
This particular grandma drove the family crazy at Christmas—the elder siblings would troll the house like chummed sharks because she took so long putting paper boots on the turkey or studding the ham. (I was still tiny; Mom just fed me before we came :)
Ha ha! I can just imagine!
A coworker has just discovered it as well and has kindly been sharing this week! Red Hots is precisely how I describe it. (Did your grandma ever melt them down and cook sliced apples in them?)
I doubt it! My father’s mom died when I was nine and in their extreme poverty – having raised ten children in a two bedroom house – I expect she cooked only absolute necessities! And my mother was from an orphanage so….Did yours make that? Oh, for happy grandparent memories! That would be so wonderful!
This particular grandma drove the family crazy at Christmas—the elder siblings would troll the house like chummed sharks because she took so long putting paper boots on the turkey or studding the ham. (I was still tiny; Mom just fed me before we came :)
Ha ha! I can just imagine!